Page 85 of Alpha Awakened
“It’s okay, sweetheart. I’ve got you.”
Royce reached down and grasped his cock. A shock of pleasure went through Dylan when he pressed the broad, slick head to his entrance. And a moan tore out of his chest when he started to push in. He gripped Royce’s wide shoulders, needing to be as close as possible to the alpha. “Keep going. I need all of you.”
Royce slowly continued sliding into him. But Dylan didn’t need slow. He was wet as hell and already stretched from his toys earlier. Rather than waste time trying to explain that, he planted his feet on the bed and bucked his hips up. The move forced Royce’s stiff cock to slide all the way home.
“Oh,fuck,” Royce groaned. “You need it that bad, huh?”
Dylan was about to burst into flames with how bad he needed it. “Yes.”
“Okay, then sweetheart.”
Dylan’s heart tripped a beat at the endearment. He needed to remember that this was only physical — Royce helping him out of obligation. But with the care Royce was showing him, it was too easy to believe that this —he— meant something to the alpha.
Royce started to move, hips drawing back to slide his cock out then slamming forward to shove it back in. Dylan groaned as Royce set a furious pace. At first, Dylan let his eyes drift closed. When he opened them, it was to see Royce watching him as if he were prey. A flush of exertion pinkened the pale skin of his shoulders and his dark eyes gleamed with lust. The power of his thrusts had Dylan sliding up and down on the mattress and knocked the headboard into the wall. This is what he needed. To be fucked hard and fast and deep.
“Feel good?” Royce asked.
The question was smug, Royce knew that he was giving him so much pleasure he could hardly stand it. Still, Dylan couldn’t manage one of his usual teasing responses. All he could do was nod.
“Gonna make it feel even better.”
Royce suddenly gripped Dylan’s thighs and yanked him down the mattress. He hooked Dylan’s legs over his arms and pushed his knees up to his chest.
Dylan gasped as the new position opened him up wide, made him feel vulnerable and completely at Royce’s mercy. It didn’t just feel better, it felt amazing. Dylan wrapped his arms around Royce’s neck and clung as Royce fucked him as if it was his mission. His whole body tingled with pleasure, it swirled low in his belly, spread down to his cock. He was hard, pre-cum spilling from the tip onto his belly in a steady stream.
His release was building and building. He wanted to come, but there was something he needed to ensure he was completely satisfied. “Knot me!” he demanded in a breathy whisper.
“Of course you’re getting my knot,” Royce growled before he leaned down to kiss him swift and hard. “But I don’t want to knot you like this,” he said when he pushed back up. “It’ll be more comfortable if we’re in a different position, understand?”
Dylan understood, but he still whimpered a complaint when Royce stopped and pulled out of him. Royce quickly flipped him onto his side, slotted in behind him and pushed back in. He immediately resumed his pounding thrusts, pelvis now slamming against Dylan’s ass with a loudslap.
“Going to knot you sweetheart,” Royce rumbled in his ear. “Keep you locked on my cock while I fill you up with my cum.”
Dylan shivered at the sultry promise, his heart racing with anticipation. “I want it,” he sobbed, shameless and needy.
Royce gripped Dylan’s hip and slammed in hard. A low growl came from deep in the alpha’s chest.
“You don’t just want it. You need it. You needmycock.Myknot. That’s why you called for me.”
“Yes.Yes.”
“Say it then, sweetheart.”
The words Royce wanted to hear burst out of Dylan. “I need you, Royce! Need your cock inside me like this. Need you to knot me full.”
As if on command, the knot at the base of Royce’s cock started to swell, stretching Dylan’s rim every time it pushed into him. Royce slipped a hand between Dylan’s trembling thighs to grip his cock, stroking the hard, wet length.
“Ah! Ah!”
Royce slammed into him one last time, then stayed deep inside, his knot too big to pull out again.
“You got my knot now, sweet omega. Gonna come on it?”
That rough voice in his ear, being filled, feeling the thick, pulsing shaft inside him pushed Dylan over the edge. He came in a powerful, deep, full-body orgasm. His breath locked in his chest and he shook from the flood of sensation, toes curling, unable to see even though his eyes were open. Dylan moaned as a stream of cum shot from his cock, wetting his belly, Royce’s hand and the sheets.
The climax seemed to go on forever and he rode it out while stuck on Royce’s knot. Finally, it eased back until there were only gentle tremors that faded into tiny aftershocks of pleasure.
For the first time this heat, Dylan truly felt satisfied. He lay there relaxed as Royce stroked soothing sweeps up and down his torso with his palm.